Lyrics The Stomp - The Hives

The Stomp

Automatic Schmuck
Bearded Lady
Black Jack
Closed For The Season
Die, All Right!
Fever
Find Another Girl
Get Together To Tear It Apart
Hail Hail Spit N’Drool
Hate To Say I Told You So Here We Go Again
How Will I Cope With That?
I’m Wicked One
Inspection Wise 1999
King Of Asskissing
Knock Knock
Mad Man
Main Offender
Oh Lord!
When?
How?
Outsmarted
Some People Know All To Well How Bad Liquorice,
Or Any Candy For That Matter,
Can Taste When Having Laid Out In The Sun Too Long
And I Think I Just Ate Too Much
Statecontrol
Stomp
Supply And Demand
The Hives — Declare Guerre Nucleaire
The Hives — Introduce The Metric System In Time
Theme From…
Untutored Youth
Uptempo Venomous Poison
Well Well Well
Whats That Spell… Go To Hell!